Scenario: It’s Sunday
morning. I have just gotten home from
running so I decide I would like to wash off before church. I go into my room grab all my stuff for
showering and head into the bathroom. I
open the bathroom door to see something in the bathtub. I couldn’t really tell what it was so I
looked closer. It was then that I saw a
head move. Startled, I quickly realized
that it was a chicken in a bag in the bathtub.
Only his poor little head was sticking out. And he was still alive. Just stuck in this bag in the bathroom. Of course I run out and tell Jess all about
the chicken I found in the bathroom. It
supplied laughs for days. Fast forward
to that afternoon. We got home from
church and peak our head into the bathroom to check on the chicken. He has escaped the bag and is now freely
strutting around the bathtub. A little while later we were taking our Sunday
afternoon naps, and I wake up to the sound of a death-curdling chicken
squawk. He didn’t stand a chance. Poor chicken 🙁 He was in our
soup the next afternoon. He was very delicious!
I love this month for the fact that we are IN culture. We are living in Moldovan homes with real life
Moldovan families. We eat traditional
Moldovan food all three meals a day. We
are completely immersed in the culture.
We get to see things like where they put the chicken before they kill
it. And we get to hang out with the
families at night and do the things that they like to do together. Its things like this that you don’t get to do
if you are a tourist. Its times like
this that are the most valued to me on the Race. It opens up my eyes to what life is really
like here. It makes me aware of things
that could easily be missed if I weren’t living so closely with them. It helps me see them the way God sees them
and love them the way God loves them. It
also makes it harder to leave them. But
I know eventually this time must come to an end, but I know I will see them all
again even if it is just in heaven.
I love you my Moldovan family!
I didn’t get a picture of the first chicken in the
bathtub. But the next weekend we had the
same experience except there was a chicken and a goose in a bag together in the
bathtub. At least they had each other
for their last moments together.
